|Can you believe she is already 6 months old??|
Right now my sweet baby is wiggling contentedly on the other end of the couch with only one sock on and her hair plastered down with sweat. She just finished nursing, which in these hot summer days means it is hot, hot, hot. Lately, she has not been eating for as long and is quite happy to be out of my arms as soon as possible. While she eats we both start sweating, her head starts to stick to my arm and we both wonder why we aren’t sitting closer to the fan. When she looks into my eyes there is a sly smile because she knows we are both sharing in the same misery. We are melting into each other in a sweet time of bonding.
But I think I prefer the cozy snuggling in winter.